‘THE TRUTH WILL SET YOU FREE’

This was me, falling apart. A raw moment of heartbreak.

I felt trapped, drowning in suffering I didn’t understand. The silent truth was hidden beneath two fundamental lies, so deeply ingrained in my mind and crystallized in my body, they seemed to veil the freedom that was always there.

The first lie I believed:

THAT THERE IS ‘GOOD’ AND ‘BAD’

I was born in Transylvania to an extremely religious yet unconditionally loving mother, who taught me from a young age that I had to be good, do good, and avoid sin at all costs.. well, unless I wanted to spend eternity on God’s barbecue.

This planted a seed of unease — a restless need to know how to be good.

Just as ‘the God particle‘ gives other weightless particles mass, assigning value judgments to free-floating thoughts gives them weight. The more ‘good’ or ‘bad’ is unconsciously assigned to a belief, the stronger its pull on attention and the more visceral the energetic contraction created in the body.

Resistance to death and attachment to love carry the greatest weight, pulling attention with relentless gravity. They are the opposite sides of the coin of duality, showing up everywhere—the worry of losing financial security, the panic of an uncertain future, the gut-wrenching anxiety over health.. the desperate need to hold onto the people, things and experiences we love, the attachment to pleasure, the clinging to what feels safe.

Pain—emotional or physical—is not suffering. It becomes suffering only when the mind ties it to the story of ’ME’ and labels it ‘bad’, creating resistance. That’s why watching a sad, even tragic movie can be an enjoyable experience —because there is no identification with the character and no resistance to their pain.

I would go as far as saying that the lowest pain is just as perfect as the highest pleasure—when there is a readiness to feel it fully, with an open heart.

The second lie I believed:

THAT ‘I’ EXIST AND HAVE CONTROL

‘ ..but of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you shall not eat, for in the day that you eat of it you shall surely die’.

As I took a bite of that delicious fruit, I wasn’t just tasting the knowledge of good and bad—I was unknowingly downloading the full Self 1.0 software package, Post-communism Romanian version… complete with an incessant fear of death, shame, guilt, pride, chronic worry, expectation and a lifetime subscription to a sense of lack..

A pseudo-identity began to form, a conceptual sense of self, a belief that there was someone inside the body, looking out through the eyes. A felt sense of me, separate from life—an observer, a thinker, a doer—was apparently born. And with it came the weight. Dense. Heavy. A tightening in the chest, a knot in the gut, a body bracing against life, always feeling unsafe..

With the sense of self came the illusion of control, the belief that I command my thoughts, shape my emotions, and choose my actions. But upon closer inspection, it became clear that thoughts appear uninvited, emotions rise and fall on their own, actions unfold by themselves. The body and mind function automatically like a biological machine, based on genetic wiring and up-to-date conditioning.

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